You go fast. Real fast.

I thought we were going ridiculously fast, but Martin decided it was the last straw when a BMW overtook us like it was a joy riding two-wheeler overtaking autorickshaws back home; so he pressed harder on the accelerator.


We maxed out here, only because Martin was adamant on proving that Banana juice exists.
When you've seen a reasonable amount of Germany, you learn to raise/lower the bar for what you would deem ridiculous. But Banana juice, I reasoned, was absurd. Banana Milkshake- I get, but Banana juice?
So Martin drove off the Autobahn (Phew!), and into a gas station, and asked for it!
Obviously, there wasn't any, and Martin was only pulling my leg with the Banana juice idea. ("You squeeze a banana, add some water, some filtration... tada!"- he said.)
Yesterday morning, however, the bars have been lowered to extents I didn't know existed:
(And the Banana juice was delicious!)
1 comment:
200 kmph, and you could take a photo with no shake? ^:)^ at German Roads, Automobiles and embedded digital image processing algorithms :)
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